In a week from today I will be in Miami, reunited with Olivia, a founding member of the Guat Squad and the arch nemisis of my sleep. Cold beverages will be had. Stories about sacrificial feet, male pms and “I feel faint” moments retold. Name calling will ensue. Eye-rolling will occur. A Venezuelan peacemaker will be deployed. A peace treaty between Tonito’s Sleep and Olivia will be agreed over a grape flavoured shisha with Coldplay’s Yellow played in the background.